At noon, a group of children finished the morning's hard work, and then were forced by Tang Yi to recite the mantra again, and finally could rest for a while, at this time, the girls who love cleanliness jumped up and down to take a bath, and the boys stayed to pester Feng Yin and let him tell his story.

Children at this age always have a hero complex, and Feng Yin's experience is greatly in line with their appetite, and every experience is very thrilling to tell, satisfying the fantasy of this group of children about heroes.

"What are you talking about today?"

Feng Yin said to himself in distress, he was warned by Tang Yi not to tell the story of the killing, so every time he told the story, he had to take it easy, try to avoid the bloody part, in Tang Yi's words, it was to establish a reasonable outlook on life.

"Tell me more about your rescue in Winterfell, I want to hear it again." A child shook Feng Yin's arm and said.

"I want to hear the story of the annihilation told by the senior brother, but you only told half of it last time, and we didn't hear enough." The other child looked up.

"Let's talk about it..."

"Yes, let's talk about it......"

Feng Yin rubbed their black hair, and said with some pampering: "I'll tell a new story today..."

Half an hour later, there was a burst of rice in the room in the distance, and Tang Yi poked his head out: "It's time to eat." ”

A group of children reluctantly went to eat, and wanted to listen to it for a while before leaving, Feng Yin shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It's fish again." A child hung his head and said, "Master, we can change something else every day except for fish and medicinal soup." ”

Tang Yi thought for a while: "The medicinal soup is to tonify your body, this can't be changed, but it's ...... fish."

He made a long note, turned his head to look at Jiucai who was tiptoeing away and was about to slip away, and the next moment, all eyes were on the bird.

The latter spread his wings helplessly: "Yes, I'm going to hunt again." ”

It spread its wings and rushed into the nine skies, bringing gusts of whistling wind, and its three-zhang long body passed elegantly in the sky, and a group of children looked at Jiucai with bright eyes, and their mouths opened wide.

But after a while, Jiucai came back again, it beckoned the child to continue eating, and called out Tang Yi and Feng Yin with a strange face: "There is a master outside, I don't know what the purpose is." ”

"Who is it?" Tang Yi frowned.

"I didn't see it clearly from a distance, I was worried that the ten major forces were coming to seek revenge, so I hurried back to report the news." Nine-colored serious road.

"It's the other way around!" Tang Yi stiffened his neck, pulled out a blue ruler from behind him, and said angrily: "Go, look at some demons and monsters coming outside!" ”

Feng Yin held the ash extinguished in one hand, and carried the armillary stick in the other, and the nine colors faded into a single color, turning into a colorful state of the highest combat power, Tang Yi was even holding a psychic holy weapon, these three majestic and high-spirited rushed to the outside of Wuliang Island, and when they saw the scene outside, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Tang Yi accepted the psychic treasure, gave Jiucai's head a "snap", and squinted: "This is the enemy you are talking about?" ”

The latter sneered and grinned: "It's not that I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid that they will attack, I didn't look at that... Too clear. ”

"Sometimes I really wonder if you are a congenital being, and you are bold..."The black line on Feng Yin's face.

Outside Wuliang Island, it turned out to be the old man Jingkong who had been waiting for a long time, and the so-called big vote masters in Jiucai's mouth were actually a group of children who were no more than fifteen years old, Jiucai grinned dryly, expressing embarrassment at his previous wording.

They hurriedly invited the old man Jingkong in, and after a period of greetings, the old man Jingkong cut to the point, he said with a smile: "In addition to visiting here this time, I have also been entrusted by many old friends, hoping to send their descendants to your sect and worship the Infinite Mountain Gate." ”

"There is such a thing." Tang Yi was dumbfounded.

The old man Jingkong shook his head and smiled: "Tang Daoyou is living in seclusion overseas, naturally I don't know, now the immeasurable name is in the Eastern Regions, how many elders want to sharpen their descendants and drill into the immeasurable, but they can't find a way, so they take me here as a breakthrough, please let me bring these seedlings and send them to the mountain gate." ”

According to the old man Jingkong, there are countless young people who want to worship Tongxuan, some of them admire Feng Yin's deeds, and some of them are for the immeasurable inheritance, and the old man Jingkong feels that these young people are mixed, so he politely rejected their request and let them find the immeasurable by fate.

Tang Yi nodded: "Yes, now Wuliang is also a loud signboard, and I hope that there will be no less people who will worship the mountain gate." ”

Jiucai said with great interest: "I said that our Wuliang Island is a huge territory, ninety percent of the houses are still empty and no one lives, there are more people who come, and there can be more popularity, so it won't be so deserted, why don't you just want it?" ”

Tang Yi glanced at Jiucai: "There are so many people, have you taught them?" ”

He has the intention of seeking refinement and not seeking more, and he must let every inheritor grow up, but manpower is limited after all, one person teaching dozens is almost enough, and hundreds are too reluctant, if they all come in, won't they make Wuliang Island a miasma?

"Then what should I do, don't you rush back all of them? That's amazing, isn't it? "Nine color road.

Feng Yin said: "Otherwise, we will select some people with good mental talents to stay, and let the rest wait for a few more years." ”

"That's it."

In the end, Tang Yi selected thirty-four children with gentle and pure personalities, and all of them were gifted and superior from the children brought by the old man Jingkong, and the forty-seven combined made up to ninety-nine eighty-one, and no new disciples would be recruited for twenty years.

The unsuccessful children erase their memories of this place and make them forget the location of the Infinite Island.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yin took the old man Jingkong to see these children again, and the latter was shocked beyond measure, and with his vision, he also felt that this group of people was very extraordinary, and the future was limitless.

"Fifty years later, Wuliang can sweep the younger generation of the Eastern Regions, and five hundred years later, even if there is no psychic holy weapon, Wuliang can become the overlord of the Eastern Regions, and the heroes dare not disobey."

This is the last sentence of the old man Jingkong before leaving, from the heart.

After the old man Jingkong left, the next Wuliang Island lived a dull and busy life, Tang Yi taught carefully, and the disciples practiced diligently, even the physical body on the outside, and the Yuan solid foundation on the inside, not only that, Tang Yi also specially asked Feng Yin to teach some female disciples the way of piano art, and asked Jiucai to teach some male disciples some practical secret techniques, so that they gained a lot.

Jiucai is a Tianyun creature, with good talent can make people commit suicide, eating and drinking every day and not cultivating, but the growth rate is very fast, according to its explanation, it only needs to grow naturally, it can reach the realm that countless people can't look up to in their lives, as long as it doesn't fall, it is a sure thing to surpass the power.

And Feng Yin practiced every day, and now that his revenge has been avenged, he began to choose to escape from the world, washing away the lead and impetuousness in the plain, and focusing on cultivation.

There is no time for practice, Feng Yin is practicing on the overseas island of Wuliang, he doesn't know the years, and the children have experienced three summers and harsh winters, and three years have passed, pinching his fingers, and it has been ten years since the earth was opened.

(End of chapter)